Happy Spring, my friends...
and since I can't seem to find it online I will transcribe for you, on this astonishingly sunny day after a day of snow, before a day in the 60's tomorrow...
'Well Mister Samwise, how do you feel?' he [Gandalf] said.
But Sam lay back, and stared with open mouth, and for a moment, between bewilderment and great joy, he could not answer. At last he gasped:
"Gandalf! I thought you were dead! But then I thought I was dead myself. Is everything sad going to come untrue? What's happened to the world?"
'A great Shadow has departed,' said Gandalf, and then he laughed, and the sound was like music, or like water in a parched land; and as he listened the thought came to Sam that he had not heard laughter, the pure sound of merriment, for days upon days without count. It fell upon his ears like the echo of all the joys he had ever known.
But he himself burst into tears.
Then, as a sweet rain will pass down a wind of spring and the sun will shine out the clearer,
his tears ceased, and his laughter welled up, and laughing he sprang from his bed.
"How do I feel?" he cried.
"Well, I don't know how to say it. I feel, I feel"
-he waved his arms in the air-
"I feel like spring after winter, and sun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have ever heard!"
-pg, 283 The Return of the King, J.R.R.Tolkien
and on this one page I have realized that I appropriated so many images about the idea of happiness. I knew but didn't know that they were all contained in one place, spoken by one person...
I also feel completely at ease with my run-on sentences, if Tolkien himself a Professor and Don, is willing to abuse them so much :bigdamnevilgrin:
For while I love Winter, and my allergies have already started, I love the changing seasons, and I need them to mark the time of my life...
'Well Mister Samwise, how do you feel?' he [Gandalf] said.
But Sam lay back, and stared with open mouth, and for a moment, between bewilderment and great joy, he could not answer. At last he gasped:
"Gandalf! I thought you were dead! But then I thought I was dead myself. Is everything sad going to come untrue? What's happened to the world?"
'A great Shadow has departed,' said Gandalf, and then he laughed, and the sound was like music, or like water in a parched land; and as he listened the thought came to Sam that he had not heard laughter, the pure sound of merriment, for days upon days without count. It fell upon his ears like the echo of all the joys he had ever known.
But he himself burst into tears.
Then, as a sweet rain will pass down a wind of spring and the sun will shine out the clearer,
his tears ceased, and his laughter welled up, and laughing he sprang from his bed.
"How do I feel?" he cried.
"Well, I don't know how to say it. I feel, I feel"
-he waved his arms in the air-
"I feel like spring after winter, and sun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have ever heard!"
-pg, 283 The Return of the King, J.R.R.Tolkien
and on this one page I have realized that I appropriated so many images about the idea of happiness. I knew but didn't know that they were all contained in one place, spoken by one person...
I also feel completely at ease with my run-on sentences, if Tolkien himself a Professor and Don, is willing to abuse them so much :bigdamnevilgrin:
For while I love Winter, and my allergies have already started, I love the changing seasons, and I need them to mark the time of my life...